Age 21; Russia, Voronezh.
 On October 26th, 2002, in his twenty-second year of life, interior ministry lieutenant and fellow student of our course, Aleksey Sergeevich Molofeev, tragically died. He was yet another victim of the terrorist attack on the theatrical center by the bearings factory (on Dubrovka).
Aleksey Sergeevich Molofeev was born in the city of Voronezh. In 1998 he graduated with honors from high school there, and in 2001 completed the fireman’s technical training course of that city, also with honors. Students and faculty only had positive remarks about him. While studying at the Voronezh firemen’s school, A.S. Molofeev often encouraged the faculty through his efforts in his studies and his active participation in the school programs. After finishing the technical school, Aleksey worked for a short while as duty chief at fire station #22 in the Voronezh district. In 2001 interior ministry lieutenant Aleksey Sergeevich Molofeev entered the government fireman’s academy, where he performed extremely well. Timely and successfully, he managed the heavy course load, receiving only the highest marks. In recognition of his high academic and service achievements he was awarded the V.M. Maksimchuk Scholarship. Together with his classmates he flawlessly performed duties in interior ministry squads, and several times participated in protecting the public order in Moscow. He was a humble person, sociable, benevolent, and full of initiative. He was able to assist at any given moment. He was always courteous, tactful, responsive, obliging, and punctual. He participated in the life of the school course and was the soul of the student body. Written in his memory by the faculty and student body.
We met at a rink in the summer of 1999. Like young people, we discussed the crisis of modern art while tumbling about on our roller skates. Easily and unforced, he spoke in the manner of intellectual humor, completely without arrogance or affectation, but with a knowledge of the subject. I remember that it seemed that he was not like a Voronezh native, but was very different from the local mediocrities.
We became friends and began to skate together. I know that many would say: “In the 21st century there is no friendship between a boy and a girl”, and even I thought so until I met him. Now with impossible warmth I remember how he built our relationship as only a real man could.
‘Lyoshka’ always was unusually tidy and militarily efficient. He was erudite, like those whom they always call “the life of the party”. He could talk about any topic. One always had a feeling of absolute safety around ‘Lyoshka’, of being protected, of spiritual and psychological comfort. Strong, responsible, independent, and goal-oriented, while still being gentle, keen, and caring. The world did not seem so spoiled when he was around; there was this inexplicable feeling of reconciliation, peace, and hope for the future, a better future. At parties with him, I often thought how lucky his mother must be to have such a son, how lucky the girl he loved must be, and what a beautiful husband and father he would be.
He introduced me to my future husband. We have a daughter now, and God willing, when she grows up, I do not know how to explain to her that she can only read about real men these days.
Written by Yulia Silina from the city of Voronezh
Alexey remains for me, and, I think, for many of those who knew him, a bright and pure person. He commanded a rather rare quality for these times – he knew how to be a Real Friend. His candor and sincerity, his sympathy and understanding, were very conducive to conversation with him. If one of his friends had something bad happen, or difficulties, Alexey would always give them strong assistance. It was obvious that ‘Lyosha’ knew to value his friends, and, in reality, he treasured them.
Besides, Alexey reminded me of a person who very much enjoyed living. He literally energized others with his positive power. When next to him it seemed that there were no unsolvable problems, and even the greatest difficulties seemed not so very big after all. ‘Lyosha’ loved life and tried to make it better, more pure, more beautiful, and more meaningful. This appeared in everything he did – in his passion for sports, in his clothing, in his relationships with people, and in his studies. Nothing truly beautiful and esthetic could remain unnoted by him.
Of course, the harmony that ‘Lyoshka’ strived to bring into his life was a reflection of his rich internal world. Despite his young age, one could learn from him – his singleness of purpose, his self-discipline, his high moral standards (how old fashioned this sounded). Those lessons I learned from talking with him still help me orient myself in life.
Thank you, ‘Lyoshka’. You will always be with us.
Written by Alexey Demin from the city of Voronezh.
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1. Written by Галина, on 03-05-2007 12:44
До сих пор помню момент нашей с Лешкой встречи - Лешка с другом с охапкой рекламных листовок, настойчиво мне внушали, что все , что мне нужно для полного счастья - так это купить товар с листовок, при этом они оглушительно хохотали... Так я познакомилась с одним из самых ярких людей в моей жизни.
О нем можно было бы написать книгу " Повесть о настоящем человеке", потому что он прямо соответствовал этому званию.
Он был человеком замечательным во всех отношениях...
Это был человек, который всегда всего добивался. Сам поступил в институт в Москве, работал после учебы, хотел открыть свое дело...
Я редко видела сыновей , которые бы так заботились о своих матерях, не на словах , а на деле - совершая сотню разных поступков, на котоые многие не находят времени ...
Для своих друзей он был человек - солнышко, любимец нашей роллерной компании, в компании которого мы провели немало времени.
Открытый , честный , сильный духом человек, он навсегда останется моим лучшим другом...
Галина Коваль, Воронеж
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